monthly letter

Well, I have been back in Oregon since December!  Am currently in Junction City with Lenny and Vickie!  I am working on family Genealogy and found this poem, which I am going to send as it is totally describing me these days.  Will fill in more on the "Diet" page for those who really want to know!  L&H's

I Can’t Remember

Though I’m getting more forgetful

And mixed up in the head.

I got used to my arthritis,

To my dentures I’m resigned.

I can manage my bifocals,

But God I miss my mind.

For sometimes I can’t remember

when I stand at the foot of the stairs

If I must go up for something

or have I just come down from there.

And before the fridge I so often,

my poor mind is filled with doubt,

Have I just put food away, or

have I come to take some out.

And there’s time when it is dark

with my nightcap on my head,

I don’t know if I’m retiring, or

just getting out of bed.

So, if it’s my turn to write you,

there’s no need for getting sore,

I may think that I have written 

and don’t want to be a bore.

So, remember that I love you,

and wish that you were near.

But now it’s nearly mail time

so must say goodbye dear.

There I stand beside the mail box,

with a face so very red.

Instead of mailing you my letter,

I had opened it instead!